Chapter 523: The Take-off

Chapter 523: The Take-off



As Northern and his group stepped onto the airship, the crew began moving around with practiced efficiency, adjusting the sails and checking the glowing runes that lined the ship's edges.

The air was filled with the sounds of creaking wood and soft commands, blending into the steady hum of activity.

Shin and Ryan stood beside him, both casting curious glances around the ship, though Shin's calm demeanor betrayed little of his thoughts.

Ryan, on the other hand, seemed captivated by every little thing he saw on the ship.

It made Northern wonder if he had never been on an airship before. But that was impossible- they had all been in one before being sent to the Dark Continent.

Northern sighed and looked away.

Now that he thought about it, he realized he didn't know much about Ryan, aside from the fact that he was silent most of the time and had an insanely broken talent that allowed him to control ice.

'I wonder what his profile is like.'

Northern blinked once, his mouth dropping slightly as Ryan's soul profile manifested as letters on panels before his eyes.

[Profile]

Name: Ryan Johnson

True Name: Frozen Flamesn/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Attributes: [Ice and Fire]

Soul Rank: [Vagrant]

Soul Core Saturation: [Mid]

Talent: [Frostheart]

Talent Class: [SSS]

Talent Ability: [Ice Manipulation], [Shards of Ice], [Ice Meteor]

There it is... that broken ability that costs five thousand fragments. Damn, I want it so bad... or should I just save for it?'

Northern was faced with the dilemma once again. It was like he wanted something so badly, but he couldn't afford it because he was just so broke.

The sensation was unlike anything Northern had experienced.

Now that he thought about it, he'd never experienced a ship's takeoff before. The first and only airship he had been on, he was teleported into it midair.

At the very least, Northern had expected a jerking movement, something that would throw him off his feet. Instead, it was smooth-like being lifted by an invisible hand.

The airship gracefully ascended toward the sky. The ropes that had anchored them snapped free, recoiling back to the dock as the ship floated higher and higher.

Northern gripped the railing, his eyes widening as the platform beneath them shrank away.

The city of Elmuish spread out below, its twisted wooden structures and towering pillars fading into the distance as they climbed into the clouds.

The air grew cooler, and the wind whistled through the sails. The hum of the ship's energy grew steadier now, matching the rhythm of the wind.

Northern exhaled slowly, his grip on the railing loosening as he took in the view below.

For a moment, the world seemed small-like a distant memory fading into the background.

Alystren walked to his side, his gaze fixed on the horizon. "First time on an airship, eh?" he asked without looking over.

Northern lingered for a moment before nodding. "Yeah... apparently."

Alystren chuckled. "Pretty smooth, ain't it?"

"Not what I expected. It's different."

"That's the beautiful thing about wooden-built ships."

Alystren smirked, taking out a pipe and igniting it with a thin black rod that birthed a spark.

"You'll get used to it. The skies have a way of making everything down there feel

insignificant."

Northern didn't respond, his eyes still locked on the shrinking city below.

For a brief moment, he blanked out, his foresight called by the chaos ahead in the timeline.

His eyes regained focus almost immediately, and his expression darkened.

"Boy, something wrong?"

'Should I tell him or should I not...'